Flora
Flora makes an exaggerated show of squinting at Ever's precise script, tilting the page dramatically and muttering, "Oh look, Ever wrote 'DO NOT GET DISTRACTED MID-AIR AND START TALKING ABOUT YOUR EX'—how weird," she deadpans, pretending to be utterly absorbed in the parchment rather than digging into the wound any further.
Pressing her lips together to smother a grin at Mateo’s let’s gooo, Flora clears her throat and moves on with a flourish. "Step five," she announces in her best announcer voice, "Perform primary safety checks: inspect rigging tension, verify altitude buoyancy crystals are stabilized, and confirm sail locks are disengaged." She rattles it off in one breath, eyebrows climbing higher with every impossibly tedious task listed.
Lowering the paper to eye Mateo over the edge of it, she shrugs with a helpless little smile. "That's all probably been done, right?" She wonders, already drifting toward the nearest sail lock, giving it a half-hearted but passable inspection.
Pressing her lips together to smother a grin at Mateo’s let’s gooo, Flora clears her throat and moves on with a flourish. "Step five," she announces in her best announcer voice, "Perform primary safety checks: inspect rigging tension, verify altitude buoyancy crystals are stabilized, and confirm sail locks are disengaged." She rattles it off in one breath, eyebrows climbing higher with every impossibly tedious task listed.
Lowering the paper to eye Mateo over the edge of it, she shrugs with a helpless little smile. "That's all probably been done, right?" She wonders, already drifting toward the nearest sail lock, giving it a half-hearted but passable inspection.
'Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it" and I did
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it" and I did
Code stolen from Queen Sky
